Crown of Chaos

The sun is scorching in the sky, the yellow sand is long, the wind is blowing like a knife, and it is as hot as blood.

On the first day when the Green Velon army entered the Aino Oak Desert, these time-tested warriors realized what the fall of Nese was and what a lifeless land was.

Before entering the Eno Oak Desert, the Green Vellon army sang and ate hot pot, smeared mutton with butter, and received the blessing of the Little Lucky Grass King. Therefore, the most important thing for the army's logistics supply was food. Regarding military pay, although the shogunate did not pay on time, no one doubted His Highness the Shogun's ability to fulfill his promise.

This was the benefit of Aaron's rising prestige.

However, everything took a turn for the worse as the army entered the Aino Oak Desert.

The climate changed from early spring to scorching summer. The scorching sun scorched every inch of land in the desert. In the yellow sand sky, even the most experienced adventurers found it unbearable to endure this terrible climate. Many soldiers fell in love on the spot. Jade, the army has been reduced by 15-20% before it encounters a battle.

Fortunately, this was also expected by Aaron. The backup army he led was responsible for gathering the attrition troops.

The commander of the left army, Sword Saint Sect monk Maximian, looked around and was sweating profusely.

I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

It was already fifteen kilometers into the desert. Within these fifteen kilometers, the Zuo Route Army did not see any water, any creatures that should appear in the desert (scorpions, camels, snakes, etc.), and no plants including Common cacti and even climate change don't exist, there's just sand, sand, sand, and the eternal wind.

It was as if the soul of this land had been taken away by death, leaving only the shriveled and putrid skin.

Being in the sun, the body temperature can easily reach 40 or 50 degrees, just like the environment of a bloody battle on the front line of Baator Hell. After taking a few breaths, you can feel two hot dry airflows going straight through your lungs, creating a burning sensation. , the skin should not be exposed to the sun for a long time, otherwise it will become red, blistered, pus, and ulcerated all at once.

"This is Netheril, as Grand Arcanist Karthus says"

Maximian put down the navigation book written by Aaron, and his cousin sighed.

No wonder all subsequent attempts to regain the desert failed. This task is really not something that can be done by humans.

The forbidden area of ​​​​life, the cursed and ominous place, the Great Desert of Enorok, the former territory of the Nese Empire.

The fall of Netheril is closely related to the abuse of magic by the great arcane masters. Since the first goddess of the magic web, Missriel, had a good temper, the great arcanists spent all day thinking about using the magic web to do whatever they wanted. Forbidden spells above the ring were thrown around for nothing, and a spell of mass destruction was casually thrown on the plains of Lower Nese for the simple reason of "I want to see what happens next."

This behavior not only caused the magic network goddess Misriel to chase behind the great arcanists all day long to repair the scars of the magic network, but also led to the awakening of the ancient race that was sleeping underground - the Phaelin magic sunflower.

As mentioned before, one of the founder races, the Saluk witch, once established the Istosefifer Empire in the place where the Enook Desert is now. , the leader of the empire changed the course of the Narrow Sea and flooded the Underdark. This move caused drastic changes in the climate. Although it dealt heavy losses to the phaerim, the climate change eventually led to the demise of the Istosefifer Empire.

The phaerim slumbered under the Netherese Empire for a long time, and was eventually awakened by the great arcanists of Netheril. This magical disaster led to an even greater magical disaster - the Netherese Empire. The traitor Orostin betrayed all the intelligence of the Nether Empire to the phaerim who came to explore the cause.

After getting the information, the Felin Demon Sunflowers released the legendary suction magic through research. This eternal suction magic can also absorb the essence of life. Any creature that enters its spherical scope will be slowly squeezed into a mummy. . The phaerim unleash this powerful spell throughout the empire of Netheril.

As a result, the land throughout Nese began to desert. At first, the great arcanists did not take it seriously. After discovering the desertification, they just moved the floating city away, leaving the desperate people of the "Lower Nese" empire to become mummies in the same place. , oases turned into desert, livestock turned into dried meat.

As time went by, after more than half of the land of the Nese Empire was deserted, the great arcanists discovered the horror of magic absorption, and the more fatal problem was that the legendary magic absorption would invalidate the constant magic effect.

In other words, the life-extending method that the great arcanists relied on for survival - Iolum Immortality Technique began to fail.

The Grand Arcanists also found that they could not defeat the phaerim morquais. Faced with this ancient magic-born legendary warlock, Netheril's arcane mansion could not shake the phaerimm demigod's spell pyramid. The great arcanists There is no concept of a community of destiny for Nese. They fight on their own and are defeated individually.

This led to the theft of the Nese Scrolls, Karthus' epic reorganization, the fall of the Nese Empire, and the eventual formation of the Aenook Desert.

These parts have been mentioned previously.

After completing this glorious achievement, the Felin Demon Sunflowers originally planned to go out in force and conquer the world, but unfortunately they encountered another group of ancient races - the Sarn Elves.

Saren spirits appeared in the middle of the Elf Crown War. Three high-level elven mages were really tired of the endless fighting among the elves and the chaos caused by the misuse of magic. They chose to work with a group of elves who were willing to follow them (including some other races). ) transformed himself into a unique creature like a spirit.

Facts have proved that Elf magic \u003e Phaelim magic \u003e Nese magic. The Saren spirits, who hated the disaster of magic, beat up the Phaerin and sealed them under the great desert.

This group of phaerimms is also the root of the problem in the great desert.

However, before that, Maximian must get rid of the locals entrenched in the desert-the Bedai barbarians.

After the fall of the Netherese Empire, the empire did not perish immediately. The Nese remnants who survived the crash of the floating city include the three city-states of Analil, Asrun and Harondans. They are the first generation of magic goddess Mi. Siler sacrificed himself to save the lucky ones. After the fall of Nese, the three city-states still survived tenaciously for a while. In the end, they were still unable to compete with the desertification of the land by the legendary suction magic and were destroyed. Most of the people fled to other parts of the country. .

A small number of people stayed, relying on their familiar experience to avoid the moving trajectory of the legendary magic-absorbing magic. In the great desert, a very small number of people were born because of the magic-absorbing magic that moved away, and were destroyed by the magic-absorbing magic that came closer. Grazing for a living.

These Nese remnants were called Bedai barbarians.

Now, there are three main groups of Bedai barbarians in the desert who claim to be direct descendants of one of the three city-states. They are Harald the Heartless, Pawar the Boneless and the Great and Terrible. Harold.

The scorching hot wind howled and rolled in, and the army encountered huge difficulties during its march. However, to be able to march into the desert, the Salian shogunate army naturally had their secrets!

Maximian immediately ordered: "Take out the compass! Shake the bell!"

"yes!"

The Holy Tree Knights responded loudly, and they immediately took out two pieces of magic equipment from their bodies.

Tzeentch's Compass and Nurgle's Rattle.

The weird blue eyes on Tzeentch's compass kept blinking and blinking. It stared greedily at the nearby area and breathed in the magical atmosphere in the air. The compass made by the power of the Lord of Change can accurately determine the status of the phaerinn. With the legendary magic-absorbing position, the army can quickly avoid the area affected by the legendary magic-absorbing area, and will not be affected by the dead magic zone in the great desert.

What does the magic of your kingdom have to do with my chaotic magic?

The serene and leisurely ringing sound rang from the Nurgle ringing bell in the shape of the word "pin". It was crisp and full of love. The aura of love from Fat Grandpa enveloped the army. Ringing bells, ringing bells, the ringing bells have magical power. , under the shroud of the ringing, the sun seems not so poisonous, breathing is not so painful, and even the blisters on the body have scabbed.

The power of Nurgle's bells is enough to keep armies holding on in the desert.

Not only that, Aaron bought a large number of special water bags for the army, which can provide the army with a steady supply of water. At the same time, the army was also equipped with a special dry food, which is delicious and filling. The top of the cake is usually consumed by a person in two or three days, and it is very fresh and delicious. It does not taste like reserve food at all.

The soldiers gave it a nice name - Hextech Cake.

"Damn it, why are all the giant dragons sent to the middle army?" Snow Elf sister Evanna rode an extremely fierce half-griffon. She complained towards her brother, Miyuki Baron Relta, and said: "If you can have dragons, It would be nice to have help.”

"Your Excellency Egil leads more than 10,000 adventurers." Leerta said expressionlessly: "The power of the dragon is necessary."

"Norrington, our five thousand-man team has been assigned two Chaos Hell Cannons!" Ramsey, the former Purple Dragon Knight and now the Holy Tree Knight, also rode a fierce half-gryphon, with his hands clasped in fists , the golden armor in the yellow sand does not cover up its brilliant color in the strong wind: "We must seize the opportunity to perform."

"You don't need to tell me, I'm a paladin. I can kill, halo, and ah ah ah~" Norrington raised his eyebrows, obviously very satisfied with Maximian's arrangement: "With the oath of revenge, I swear in my name!"

"Although my unit has not been assigned to the Hell Cannon, I will try my best." Havel, the son of the Minister of Shipping, glanced at Maximian a little aggrievedly.

Why didn't you get the Chaos Hell Cannon? Don't you have any clues in your mind?

All of our group have received formal military training. Only you, Havel, are a Purple Dragon Knight who became a monk halfway.

Maximian complained in his heart that due to his experience of being exiled, his cousin had always disliked guys who came from the royal family and cabinet, but his cousin’s years of hard training as a monk had already developed a sense of joy and anger. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes unfurled slightly due to his habit of being invisible, but quickly became entangled again.

"Where's Doherty?" He discovered that Doherty was missing at some point.

After thinking about it, Maximian called Robert, because his cousin knew that except for Robert, Baron Welf, Doherty was unlikely to listen to the opinions of anyone else.

Robert soon dared to come. His cousin was wearing a white turban and a white linen gown. The mithril chain mail and stainless steel gauntlets inside were occasionally exposed from under the gown. He hung a There were two Moradin spear heads, Moradin's big sausage on his back, and there was no shortage of swords and shields. Robert also wore a bull-faced mask of the Great Demon of Khorne on his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

"The Compass of Tzeentch found something ahead, so I asked Doherty to take his people up." Robert said naturally.

Maximian frowned, and Baron Suplin whispered: "You're too anxious. The Dajian Battalion is the elite of our left army. How can we attack them right from the start?"

Robert didn't care. Instead, he pulled Maximian and said: "We are required to take the first step. The first blow to seize the desert must come from you, the commander of the left army, Baron Maximian of Suplin. I, the Power Word Choir, was initiated by Baron Robert of Welf, we are the brothers of His Highness the General, the closest and dearest brothers!"

"If we strike the first blow, it will be of great help to Aaron's reputation, as well as the reputations of the two branches of the Salian family, the Welf and Suplin families. Mark, you won't be satisfied with being made a baron, right? ?The area of ​​​​the Great Desert is at least six times the size of Cormyr!"

"So I have planned it for a long time. Our left army will take action first and leave a great reputation in the world!"

My cousin was unusually serious, not joking around. He had already decided that he would assist Aaron in achieving hegemony, so he would not miss any opportunity.

oh?

Maximian was surprised. He didn't expect Robert to think the same as me?

The two looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

Done!

Maximian just sighed slightly, thinking that although this was done right, the choice was not good. Although Doherty had followed Aaron for a long time, this guy was a half-orc after all.

In Maximian's idea, the first blow should be struck by the Ninth Shepherd Legion, a human veteran born in Susar...a half-elf would be fine, but who made Mrs. Eleanor a half-elf?

But at this level, Maximian felt that he did not need to make it clear to Robert. Furthermore, if a naturalized half-orc struck the first blow, wouldn't it reflect the integration and unity of our Green Vellon race, the human-elf half-orc? Are the orcs and dwarves a family?

Robert was right, a baron could not satisfy his Maximian Suplin appetite.

At least, let’s restore the status of actual earl like grandpa did!

In front of the large army, the half-orc swordmaster and Khorne champion Doherty-Fire Sword had bare arms and held a long brass knife in both hands. He advanced in the sea of ​​sand like an ascetic. He refused to accept the Tzeentch Compass. guidance, and refused to accept the protection of Nurgle's Rattle.

Doherty used his body to withstand the harsh sunshine of the Enook Desert, and his skin to withstand the heat and burning. He worked hard to move forward against the wind, chanting the holy name of Khorne, looking for someone to sacrifice. of blood and heads.

Blood is sacrificed to the blood god, and the skull is sacrificed to the skull throne!

The yellow sand road of the human world is my training ground!

As if in response to Doherty's prayers, sharp whistles suddenly blew without warning, and a group of dark clouds suddenly burst out from the flying yellow sand.

No, not dark clouds, but more than twenty black cavalry armed with scimitars, wearing long armor, and riding camels!

The sand covered the hooves, and the yellow sand blocked the field of vision. The black-clothed cavalry grinned as they discovered new prey.

Caught a lone man!

Looking at the cavalry in black that swept over them like a whirlwind in an instant, Doherty also turned the blade of his brass sword with a grin.

Caught more than 20 people who were alone!

The first blow of the sun and the moon!

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